"I know dear. I know!" sighed Mrs Aziz."I am tired of this country. I feel that my Muslim sisters and I here are just second class citizens. I mean in...Islam we are all equal!" remarked Fatima.Mrs Aziz smiled at the young Arab girl."White people are like that, especially white Christians and Jews!!" commented Mrs Aziz.The 3 girls were conversing amongst themselves and Mrs Aziz sat down, enjoying her own cooking and listening to what these girls were talking about, something had caught her eye.. Ok that cleared up here is another true story from that time in my life. In my house I have a room where I have a dartboard set up a game I enjoy playing as at the time I played for 5 teams 5 nights of the week Im not a whizz but not a bad player either. Barbra also played darts for a ladies team on a Tuesday night as I had been playing a lot longer than she had and had a practice room she said would i mind giving her a few tips and letting her practice on the dartboard of course i said yes. So. Aur meri ye gidgdahat ne jiju pe asar kiya.Aur unhone apne lund pe thoda oil lagayea aur meri chut ke mukhe dawar pe apne lund ke supade ko rakh diya. Maine kaha ki ab kya dekh rahe ho jiju bana lo na mujhe puri ghar wali. Ab chod bhi do na, kyu sata rahe ho. Jaldi karo na, kyu tadpa rahe ho apni rani ko.Aur fir ye sunte hi jiju ne ek jordar dhaka mara. Aur pura lund ek baar mein hi meri chut mein sama gaya. Mere mooh se jabardast cheekh nikal gayi lekin us cheekh ki parvah kise thi. Na jiju ko. "Amber, nice to me you John. Where are you headed?" I told her why I had been in Phoenix, but elaborated a bit to make it sound like more of a deal than it actually was. She seemed impressed, and I was slowly winning her over. Amber explained that she was headed home to Berkley after spending a week with her boyfriend in Arizona. Amber was a Junior at Berkley. She was quite chatty and the whole flight she talked about how much she missed her boyfriend and loved sex, which was making me want to.